16506/Drumset Takes a Beating

Drumset Takes a Beating
Date of Scene:	07 December 2023
Location:	W11 - Crush's Dorm - Titan's Tower
Synopsis:	No description
Cast of Characters:	Xiomara Rojas, Kyle Rayner

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Xiomara Rojas has posed:
Since Kyle had shown an interest in what the drums were like, Crush had decided to invite him over to have a whack at them. She'd purchased her own set and put them in her room, much to the chagrin of the other Titans.

It was a simple text message sent to Kyle's phone, - Yo, come beat on the drums in my room. I got snacks. - and indeed she did. Chips and salsa, soda, cheese slices, and for some odd reason, a bowl of almonds.

The room itself was spotless, which most might not believe fit Crush's character. Truth was, she kept her things in the truck, ready to leave at any minute because she still wasn't entirely certain she wouldn't be asked to leave.

Kyle Rayner has posed:
There's a knock on Crush's door before too long. "Hey," and he'll give a wave. Once he's inside the place green eyes wlil explore. That neatness. It seems a little forced.

However upon spotting those posters Kyle will start to sing some of the oppening versus to "Keine Lust" by Rammstein. Does he know what they mean? Nope. That's how most American fans of the band are.

"I heard there was punch and pie," Kyle does the South Park joke. Although, he'd be shocked if there was actually punch and pie.

"I'm not sure I'll be very good," he admits softly. It's something he kind of hates. Looking so amateur against someone wth training.

Xiomara Rojas has posed:
The door pops open when he knocks and Crush let's him in with little preamble, then closes the door again. With the door closed it was a little better for noise, or at least that's what she always told herself.

"Good song choice, but all I got soda and candy bars," she states with a half grin, half smirk. "Next time I'll get pie, but punch sucks, always fruity, and it don't go with pie." She gestures to the desk where she laid out the snacks.

"You think I started good?" she then offers, walking over to the drum set to pick up a set of neon green sticks off the stool. "Everyone's got a startin point, an honestly I'm not all that great at it either."

Kyle Rayner has posed:
"Soda and candy bars are good," Kyle smirks at her talking about punch. "It's a joke from South Park," he explains about th comment. H ewill look over the laid out snacks.

"Better than me," he says and lookss at her picking up the green sticks. "I mean I can try, but it may sound like a five year old trying to play." And he'll hold out his hand waiting for sticks of his own for the moment. As long as it sounds better than Animal's first outing, he'll be good.

Xiomara Rojas has posed:
Crush passes the sticks his way as she says, "I don't want a lot of television, maybe I should start."

Walking around to the other side of the stool, she pats her hand on it. "It's not as hard as you think it is. If you can keep a beat in your head, you can learn to match that beat with the drums. Or you can just beat the shit outta them, laugh an eat some chips."

Kyle Rayner has posed:
Taking those stickss he sees how her handd hits the drum. He then fcuses and then tries too hit it a fw tmes. Just make it sound like soomething besides "bam" "bam", but it doesn't. So, he just tries to focus on it a bit. Trying to just remember a rhythm from a simple song. He might hol dit for a fw secondsd, but eventually it becomes beating noises.

Xiomara Rojas has posed:
A broad grin spreads across Crush's face, not because Kyle succeeds at a beat, but because he was willing to try. Most people in the world weren't willing to try something new, out of fear of failure or how they would look doing it.

"Hey you got it!" she chimes with a laugh, bobbing her head in time with his beats. "Not bad for throwing you in deep end without no floaties."

Kyle Rayner has posed:
"You just want to toss me out into the deep endd," and he'll laugh, but stp caring abut the rhythm. "BAM!BAM! BAM! BAMBAMBAMBAMBAM! BAM! BAM!BAM!" the sticks hit the head as he keeps going with no real rhtyhm. :I'm trying, sucking, but still trying," he gives a smile.

Xiomara Rojas has posed:
Crush's laughing grows until she has to rest a hand against the wall to avoid falling over. "It's all in the tryin!" she laughs out, then manages to suck in a deep breath.

"Maybe we need to start with the drum pad for you," she then adds, still chuckling as she walks around the drums and over to the desk. Picking up a bottle of the soda, he can see her pause with her hand on the lid before twisting the cap off. If he'd seen how she used to open bottles, he'd understand.

Kyle Rayner has posed:
A look goes to Crush as she removes the cap. There's a curious glance, but he will stop beating on the drums. His green eyes sfcus n her fr a moment. His gaze focuses on Cruush. "You okay?" Again, genuine concern from him.

Xiomara Rojas has posed:
With soda in hand, Crush pulls out her desk chair and sits down. "Yeah," she answers with a raised brow. "Why?" She glances over at him then seems to realize. "Oh, the bottle cap... yeah, used to rip the tops off by accident, so got used to thinkin bout /not/ doin that to open em now."

Taking a drink from the bottle, she sets it on the desk, and places the cap beside it. "Controllin my strength didn't come natural. Sups had ta give me pointers on how /not/ to punch people through walls, accidently rip doors off their hinges, that sorta thing."

Kyle Rayner has posed:
"A world full of cardboard?" Kyle asks curiously. Just an expressin he read in the papers. Green eyes looking looking back to her fo ra moment. "Well, I've got a ring that can make a shield. it's hard to bruise me. Not impossible, just harder," he admits with a grin and gives her a nod. "So, tell me more about you," he'll start to play on the drum more, just dle nes here and there.

Xiomara Rojas has posed:
With a nod, Crush replies, "More like world of paper."

Grabbing the bowl of corn ships, she offers them toward him even as she takes one out. "What more you wanna know?" comes her question before she shrugs and adds, "I got a temper the size of Texas, an attitude the size of Calee-fornee, an don't listen real well when told what to do."

Kyle Rayner has posed:
"What was that?" Kyle asks in response to that last part. His green eyes stay on her before he grins. "I knew about the attitude, heard rumors about the anger," and then he waits for a moment. "So, life has sucked. What else is on your bucket list? Things you want to do. Tell me," he asks with curiusity.

Xiomara Rojas has posed:
Shifting slightly in the chair, Crush grabs the soda off the desk for another drink. This was socialization, this is how people usually communicated, a back and forth of information. She wasn't used to it because rarely, if ever, did people ask about her. Sure there was the 'how are you' or 'how you been' but beyond that, it was new territory.

"The rumors are true... when I lose my shit, I really lose it," she says first with a sigh, reaching up to rub the back of her neck. "My eyes glow red, I see red, it's bad... an so far only know a couple people who can talk me down."

Another drink of the soda is taken before she continues. "I don't got a bucket list, least not one like most people." She shrugs. "I wanna belong, I wanna friend, I wanna kill my sperm donor, I wanna know who my real mother is... beyond that sorta stuff, not really. I mean, I wanna graduate college as a biologist specializing in DNA, so I can study my own DNA. I wanna be an engineer, help build buildings that can take a beating from heroes when they need to, rather than them fallin on us."

Kyle Rayner has posed:
"I asked what the bucket list is." And then Crush begins. Everything about what she wants. Then he gives a nod to it all. "Alright. What else is ont he list. I ean that's a good list. Some we can do. Murude probably not," but he knows that it may be hardd to talk her out of that one.

Green eyes looking at her as he thinks on it. "Alright. You got a friend. What did you want to do with that friend/ What did you want to do with people?" he asks curiously.

Xiomara Rojas has posed:
"Like I said, no bucket list," Crush repeats, then reaches back to grab a soda and offer to him.

"If I see im, I murder im," she then states bluntly, before leaning back slightly back in the chair. "I know that list ain't doable. The only person who knows who my real mom is is the sperm donor, an he will never tell."

Going silent she considers for a moment then says, "If I'm sharin all this crap, you're sharing too. What's your bucket list? As for a friend," she shrugs again. "No fuckin idea. Never had one before, but probably the hang out thing, maybe watch movies or some shit."

Kyle Rayner has posed:
"Honestly." Kyle has to think on this one a little bit. "And not necessarily. If you find someone that can isolate the human side of your dna, create a profile ont hat, you could probably run it through a '23 and Me.' It's just isolatng the DNA," he knows that's the tricky part.

Then he goes back to thinking, "Find a girl that likes me for me. Do a bunch of couple things. Get famous for drawing and make a career out of it. I don't know? Maybe do the family thing. See? I saw a -lot- of Europe. And places I want to go to, I can go to. I'd just like someone to share them -with-. Friend, lover, whatever," he shrugs a little bit.

Xiomara Rojas has posed:
Crush stares at him for a moment with a blank expression, then slowly lets her breath out. "I doubt the woman who slept with my sperm donor is actually /on/ Earth," she states plainly. "I mean I wasn't born on Earth, I was thrown at it... so I doubt 23 an Me would help."

In regards to his bucket list, she has to do some thinking. She doesn't want to be a bitch about it, but the first few things that popped into her head weren't the kindest. "So you seen the world an done it all, an now ya just want someone to do it all again with? That seems, well..." shit, this was the part where she needed a nice word. "... lame." Not nice, but better than calling it bullshit.

"I thought bucket lists were supposed to be things like 'see the great wall of china' or 'bungee jumping', shit like that... you done those things once, you crossed em off the list. For you, findin a girl or a friend, which you found a friend, you gotta do new things."

Kyle Rayner has posed:
Kyle stares at her, "It's not lame. I've just seen things like The Eifel Tower. I've seen some of those wonders. The ones I'd love to see I can just see them, but when you have the power to just do it...the fun gets taken out. So, someone to make a memory with. My power can't replicate that," Kyle poiness to hs temple as if to show he's thinking. Big brain play. "I can find the wall, no problem. Thent hat's it," he shrugs a little bit.

Xiomara Rojas has posed:
"Okay, so the way you should word it is this," Crush begins with a slight grin. "Your bucket list is making new memories with someone, but findin that someone, ain't a bucket list thing. And /that/ ain't lame."

"I been to Egypt," she offers randomly for no reason at all. "Got to watch Dr. MacIntyre get murdered... she got better." She hmms, trying to think if there really was anything she ever wanted to do. "Honestly, I spent most of my energy tryin to find a friend, never though bout what to do once I got one. Want me to work on that list for ya?"

Kyle Rayner has posed:
"I want her to be on the bucket list. Whoever it is, but I can't foce that. Maybe I'm talking t them now. Maybe I'm not. I know I can't force that," Kyle says honestly as he watches Crush for a moment and then he pauses.

"What was Egypt like and who is Doctor MacIntyre?" he asks thnking it's someone with power. So, he presumed they ahdd powers to help lke that.
"Yes, please," he says honestly on that front.

Xiomara Rojas has posed:
Crush suddenly stiffens in the chair and sets the bottle of soda down. There it was again, not so much flirting as he had the night before, but more a blunt statement of his thinking. He was looking at her 'that' way, it wasn't just a fluke or a joke, he wasn't just playing around.

"Um..." she sort of breaths out, then reaches up to run her fingers through her hair. "I... I like girls," she continues. "Never... boys don't like me, usually, before... in the past... so that's..." she pauses again, shaking her head.

Taking a deep breath she gets her head together before saying anything more. "No guys ever looked at me like that, so I'm gonna be honest, I don't look at guys that way... well I haven't. Can we just stay friends for now?"

Feeling exposed she plows right into the next topic to try and distract herself. "Egypt is sandy, hot, an beautiful... and Dr. MacIntyre is the head mistress of Happy Harbor High School, we were on a school trip.... I'll try to make a list, things to do, places to go, that sort of thing."

Kyle Rayner has posed:
"I wasn't going to push for that. I was just saying I don't know anything. I just know I can't force that. It has to happen naturally, so I don't put it on the list," and then he looks at her for a moment then he gives a nod. "If I'm not your type, I'm not your type. You are beautiful, and deserve to have someone looka t you the way you want tobe," he gives her a nod. Then he looks forward for a moment.

"I'd like that, ,the list," he says softlya nd gives her a nod.

Xiomara Rojas has posed:
Rather then laughing at him calling her beautiful again, Crush just blinks. "You really believe that," she states, not a question. "You've said it a lot, I just don't get why you believe it... how am I beautiful? I'm not... human."

She shakes her head a little, then shifts in the chair. "I ain't sayin you aren't my type," she then adds, chewing a touch at her bottom lip. "I'm sayin... I never looked at any guy in that way. I only ever have one girlfriend, an then she left..." she leaves that just hanging there.

"So, anyway..." she snorts softy then laughs. "Clearly I like you Kyle, other wise you wouldn't be in my room. No one else has ever been in here, so you got that goin for ya. I ain't sayin no, I'm sayin... friends, grow into trustin one another then who knows?"